Today we’ve had a busy old day and had zero motivation to come up with a blog post. As we were thinking about what to do Becksie’s mobile went bing and a message from Auntie Mary told us that a guest blog was waiting in our inbox. How convenient (;)). Thank you, Mary it’s over to you…………..
As the nights draw in and the sound of fireworks starts to fill the evenings I’m reminded that the year without supermarkets for Team Pugh is coming to an end. I’ve really enjoyed reading about their journey and if there’s one thing I’ve taken from their experience it’s a change in perspective on how I view convenience.
Now I don’t know about you, but I’ve always had a bit of a troubled relationship with convenience; I love it but I also resent it. In the world we live in it is becoming increasingly difficult to strike a balance between what we could do, should do or are able to do. Often we choose the easy route, but the trouble with convenience is that it usually means we miss out on something better, more interesting and exciting or just cheaper. I’ve lost count of the times over the past year that Becksie has come up against difficulties, only to discover something amazing or meet someone new.
There’s this awful advert on the TV at the moment for an internet takeaway ordering service. The idea of the advert is that cooking is a waste of our spare time and we should leave it to the chefs. Why waste precious time cooking a family meal when you can order a pizza, a Chinese or a curry? Now, I don’t have children, but I can certainly relate to the feeling that that there aren’t enough hours in the day, but it seems sad to me that anyone would think that cooking was good time wasted. It’s part of what makes us human, that we use tools to create something whether it be food, music or art. That’s why ‘a year without supermarkets’ has resonated with me, because it’s kind of depressing to buy your food over processed, vacuum packed and tasteless, when you could make something so much better for half the price.
Convenience often involves a trade off. If I sat down and worked out how long at work I’d spend sending emails, writing reports, going to meetings or just generally doing things I really don’t want to do to earn enough money to buy a takeaway for the whole family… well… it probably wouldn’t seem that convenient at all.
In the spirit of this, last weekend I decided to make pizza from scratch. I’m not going to bore you with the recipe because you if you’re reading this, you can probably google it like I did!
And there you have it. Yeah it takes a bit longer, but I enjoyed it. They tasted really lovely and it was cheap to do so what the hell! Maybe next time you pop into a supermarket because you haven’t got time etc, just think… what are you missing out on?